"Mom, I'm a writer. How can I not know that boys like simple and reserved girls? I also think that I can get what I want without any scheming. But if I continue to wait until Wu Xiong comes to me, he I'm going to be married, and I'll miss him forever."
Zhuo Jiaoer yelled in the room, completely oblivious to the danger approaching quietly.
A strange man had already entered through Zhuo Chengcheng's window, and went straight to Zhuo Jiao'er's house.
"Hey! Wu Xiong, can you come out? I have something to tell you, don't hang up, don't hang up, I can't compare to being obedient, you are obviously not married, why can't I be with you, I don't care, I don't care about everything in the outside world, and I don't know what's wrong with me. I just feel that the campus love in the past was so innocent. I want to marry my first love. Do you want to? I know you want to too, you just break You are a good boy, so you can't bear to let Xiaoguai have an abortion, then I won't force you, I will give you time to think about it."
The strange man was startled, he didn't expect to hear such explosive remarks at the crack of the door, he muttered to himself.
"Could it be that a beautiful writer really destroys people's feelings? I'm so disappointed, I don't like her anymore, my heart is broken, it's broken."
The strange man was about to leave, but when he heard Zhuo Jiaoer open the bedroom door, he hurriedly hid.
"Hey! Wu Xiong, I said I would give you time. But I can't help but miss you, as if I know what you are doing, what? Are you accompanying obediently for a pregnancy test? Okay, then I'll go find you now , you stay there with her, I want to have a good talk with her, no, I'm not going to give her money to let her leave you. But, but she even told you this? It's just ruining my image. "
Zhuo Jiaoer took a deep breath, every pore on her face was emitting sparks.
"Yes! Is it right? I just want to be with you. No matter what means, you don't have a job. Then I can support you. I have money. The reason why I work so hard is to be with the future Even if my current money is not enough to live for a lifetime. But I can write a book under a different pen name and use a waistcoat. As long as the writing is good and the plot is good, it will still be popular."
With an almost pleading tone, Zhuo Jiaoer called Wu Xiong over and over again, but the other party hung up again and again.
"No one has ever dared to do this to me, Wu Xiong!! Don't hang up, I haven't finished telling you, there are a lot of boys chasing me, if I want to get married, I can do it in the next second. Be good, she has me Excellent? She¡¯s just a massage girl. I¡¯m a writer. My novels have been adapted into films. You must have read them. Otherwise, how would you recognize me on the plane? No, we are not only classmates, you are My future husband, I don't want anyone, I don't want anyone except you."
Zhuo Jiaoer cried hysterically, while the strange man hid under the table and listened carefully.
"I have always been a pure and reserved person. I have the look you like, but now, you didn't give me a chance, so I became so ignorant. I just want you, and you love me too, don't you?" ? The love letters you wrote to me before, I threw them in the trash can because I still don¡¯t understand love, and I didn¡¯t look down on you for being short.¡± (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com